Visiting New York City for a medical convention, a doctor from the University of Utah took the afternoon off to do some shopping. Wandering into a little antiques store, he came across a curious brass sculpture of a rat and inquired as to the price.
"I have to tell you the truth," said the proprietor, "I've sold that piece twice and it's been returned twice--so I'll let you have it for four hundred dollars. It's very old."
The doctor paid and headed out with his purchase in a bag under his arm. Not much later, he noticed the shadowy forms of hundreds of live rats scuttling along in the gutters. A little while later, the rats had swelled in number to several thousand and it became evident they were following the doctor. His astonishment turned to disgust and alarm as the rat pack grew to fill up the whole street, so he picked up speed and headed east. When he reached the river, he chucked the brass rat right in, and to his considerable relief, the horde of rats followed it to a watery death.
The next morning, the doctor was the very first customer in the antique store.
"No way, buddy, I'm not taking it back a third time!" protested the owner.
"Relax, I'm not bringing the rat back." soothed the doctor, "I just wanted to know...do you have a brass lawyer?"
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